From Femboy To Female (November 2023 Exclusive)

A sequel to My femboy punishment an exclusive I made in May about a femboy. 

My name is Taylor Whett, and for the past five years since I met my boyfriend Joshua Parker. Within the first year of our relationship, Joshua had completely dominated my life, by turning me into a full-time femboy.

At that point, I was cross-dressing every day, and I was even learning to do my hair and makeup. I was also starting to act more naturally feminine and much more submissive, which seemed to please Joshua.

The more feminine I got, the more dominating he got. At some point, I started getting addicted to his attention and domination, so I started doing everything I could to be more feminine. It started with buying breast forms and panties that enhance your butt.

By the time we had been together for two years, I had secretly started hormone replacement therapy. Over the course of that year, my body had physically become more feminine. I started growing a small pair of breasts, my butt got a bit fatter and my face started getting softer.

Joshua didn’t know that I was transitioning, but he definitely noticed how much more feminine I had become, it showed by how much more passionate he got during sex. He stopped using buttplugs as much, as he seemed to prefer to stuff me with his massive cock.

By the time we hit three years, it was pretty much out of the bag that I had been transitioning. My breasts had become quite big, nearing d-cup in size, and Joshua finally noticed that they were real breasts.

We had a conversation about them, he thought I got implants, but I explained to him about the pills I take every day. He seemed surprised, and I was a bit worried that maybe I went too far, we were both gay, so maybe he didn’t want to be dating a girl.

I was surprised to find out he was bisexual, and he was really happy that I decided to come out to him. He told me he was more than happy to refer to me as his girlfriend instead of his femboyfriend from now on.

That's when it hit me, that I was a girl now. I was so blinded by his attention and trying to get more of it, I never even thought about it. I’ve had breasts for nearly two years, been dressing in only women's clothes and acting like a girl, but still referring to myself as a boy.

My friends and family must think I’m in the closet or in denial or something. Maybe it was time to stop and return to being a normal guy again… I brought up these thoughts to Joshua who said he’d support me either way, but after we had sex again I realized I’d lose all that attention I wanted.

So with him by my side, I came out as a trans woman to my friends and family, most of whom didn't seem surprised, some seemed confused saying they already thought I came out, and a few pretended not to know, even though I know it was obvious now.

By the fourth year, my body was now completely feminized and my breasts were a little bigger than DD-cups, which impressed a lot of my new trans fem friends who were trying to grow their own. I was also impressed with them, although they were extremely heavy.

My ass was also twice as thick as it was when I was male, not that I’m complaining, it makes my skirts and shorts pop, and Joshua loves playing with my ass even more. I think he said something about the way it jiggles when he pounds it makes him even hornier.

With my acceptance and further growth as a woman, our sex life got even better. We tried all kinds of new things, he motorboats my breasts from time to time, and I sometimes jerk him off by crushing his dick in my cleavage and bouncing my breasts on his cock.

Like always his favorite thing is my ass. Each time he fucks it he gets more domaining and assertive. Nowadays he holds me over him wraps his arms under my legs and pulls them up to my head.

He’ll start thrusting me, and my legs and breasts will flop around like crazy, all while I’m helpless to do anything but moan. So life was going well, I was a cute woman with a boyfriend who was so attracted to me that he fucked me nonstop, how could life get any better?

Well, by the time our fifth anniversary came around Joshua proposed to me! He knelt down on one knee and pulled out a beautiful ring with a big blue emerald on it. He asked me to marry him and I said yes immediately.

He placed the ring on my finger and we hugged and kissed each other. After that, we scheduled our wedding on the day of our sixth anniversary. We planned our wedding and I even got to pick out a wedding dress and pick brides mates.

A couple of months before my wedding I got my bridal shower, which turned out to be a bit different than normal. Instead of a party or anything, the girls in my bridal party brought me to a hospital to meet up with my doctor.

I hadn’t told anyone but Joshua that I was looking into having bottom surgery, but it was quite costly and I was hesitant to do it because of that. Well, he told a ton of people, and my bridal party and they all chipped in to cover the cost of the surgery.

Joshua then scheduled my surgery with my doctor who already knew I wanted it, so he had no problem surprising me with it. So for my bridal party, I was about to step fully into the world of womanhood, and I was nearly in tears due to how happy I was.

I went under with my friends surrounding me, and I woke up to them by my side as well. That first day of recovery we all spent time together in the hospital playing bridal games and gossiping, and then talking about how amazing my wedding was going to be.

I managed to be fully recovered a few days before my wedding, which was great. For the first time I got to wear a pair of panties without an awkward bulge in the way, and it was nice not to feel pain from it as well.

I got all dolled up in my dress and was walked down the aisle by my father and then I did it. I said my vows and said I do! I married the love of my life Joshua! That night we danced, mingled, and took tons of photos before heading to our honeymoon.

We went to a beach a couple of hours away from where we lived. I got to try out a two-piece bikini for the first time and Joshua couldn’t stop complimenting how good I looked and he definitely couldn’t keep his hands off my ass.

We went to a hotel after that and cuddled on the bed for an hour before he started to get intimate. I was a bit nervous, this would be my first time having sex with my new parents, and I was excited but still a bit scared.

We made out on the bed, rolling back and forth and removing pieces of the other's clothing until we were both naked. Once we were undressed he stopped kissing me and grabbed me, pulling me over to the edge of the bed.

I thought he was going o fuck my vagina from the back, but I should see it coming. He stuck his dick right into my ass. While doing my best not to moan from the massive cock in my ass, I asked him why he didn't stick it in my front.

He looked a bit embarrassed and said he forgot, he was working on instinct. It was a little too late for him to pull out now, so he said he’d do it like this for now, and next time he’ll break into my new womanhood.

He fucked my ass for an hour and shot his hot cum load up my ass. He placed me on the bed laying on my stomach with my ass up in the air and he went to the bathroom. He came out a few minutes later with his cock cleaned and still incredibly erect.

My ass was sore and leaking his cum when he climbed back on the bed. He suck his finger in my ass and picked up a large glob of his cum and covered his dick in it. Before I could ask him what he was doing, he stuck his cock in my other hole.

I wasn't expecting him to fuck my vagina right afterward, I thought he meant the next time we had sex, but I’m glad he did. I had the best night of my life, and I’m glad to have gone from his femboyfriend to his wonderful wife.